TITLE    : The App
STORYID  : the-app-3_2023
SUMMARY  : Two white sisters check out a new viral app from Noir Labs.
AUTHOR   : OnyxMasters@lit
DATE     : 2023-01-25
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |bbc|bnwo|race play|brainwashed|white teen|black man|age difference|domination|hypnotized|cruel|


Beth was getting ready for her shift at the food shack, which was technically called Ellie's, but there wasn't a single customer who called it anything but the food shack. It was a modified trailer that had a wood frame built around it, so shack was a pretty good description, and it certainly wasn't fine dining.

"CANDY?" Beth shouted to her sister as she brushed her curly brown hair.

"Yeah, what? Jeez." Candy said, appearing from around the door frame, her straight, shoulder length blonde hair swishing as she did.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were right there... anyway, you're taking over this afternoon, right?" Beth said, placing her brush down, and standing.

"Taking over..? Oh, you mean at the shack. Yeah, I guess I am... lucky me." Candy said with a sour look on her face.

"Yeah, I know, but money is money right?" Beth said trying to grin and bear the situation.

"If that was true, we should just be prostitutes. More money, make your own hours, never worry about getting laid..." Candy said, giving her sister a sly smile.

"Yeah, okay Candy, you give a shot and tell me how it goes." Beth said, shooting her a smile back, "Now come on, I have to go."

Candy drove her sister to work, for no other reason than they had to share the car. Their parents weren't exactly wealthy, otherwise neither of them would be slinging foil wrapped breakfast sandwiches for day laborers, but they got by, and they didn't mind sharing the car most days. Beth was 19, and her sister Candy was 18, the two of them lucky enough to in the same age range, making normal sisterly squabbles less about bratty behavior, and more about the bitchy kind. Both girls were very petite, much like their mother, only coming in a 5'1, and 5'0 even, respectively. Beth getting her dad's curly brown hair, and her sister sporting her mom's sleek blonde, which some days was the only way the customers at the shack could even tell them apart.

"Alright, I'll see you at 4pm, okay?" Beth said, climbing out of the car.

"Maybe. Might just drive off into the horizon... you know, really find myself." Candy said, messing with her like usual.

"Yeah, say hi to Jack Kerouac for me." Beth said, closing the door and heading toward the meager shack.

Candy met with the old, former alcohol, co-owner of the food stand, who was loading the cooler with expired sodas he had purchased for a fraction of their original cost. She greeted him out of politeness, collected her apron, and started her shift, frying up dozens of egg sandwiches and selling cheap knock off brand sodas for hours to hungry laborers who were too hot and thirsty to care about the funny aftertaste. The hours rolled by, the usual slew of gruff older men trying to hit on her, flashing wads of bills as if they could buy her love, trying to look powerful and capable, instead only coming off as sad and desperate. When four o'clock rolled around, Beth was a little surprised, and equally annoyed when Candy didn't actually show up. Wasting very little time, not wanting to be stuck there, she flipped her phone out, dialing her up.

"Hahaha, hey Beth, what's up?" Candy answered jovially after a few rings.

"Are you high or something? Why aren't you at work?" Beth said, really not in the mood.

"Is it four already? Jeez, sorry, I'll be right there." Candy said, hanging up and heading out.

Beth was frustrated, but truthfully, Candy was never late unless their was a real reason, such as a flat tire, or any other sort of automotive trouble. The fact that she had seemingly lost track of time was not like her at all. She handled a few more customers, knowing she wasn't going to get paid for her time, but willing to cover for her sister so she didn't get in trouble with the owners. Candy arrived a half an hour later, pulling up, but not getting out of the car right away. Beth threw her hands up in exasperation, approaching the car, and knocking on the window.

"Candy, seriously, what the fuck is with you today?" Beth said, her patience at an end.

"Hold on, hold on... this is too good." Candy said, her eyes glued to her phone.

"No, no hold on, get your butt out here and get to work, I want to go home, I did my part." Beth said, pulling her apron off and tossing it over the car's window frame.

Candy didn't flinch, her eyes locked on the images on her screen, giggling like an idiot as some manner of nonsense took place.

"CANDY." Beth said, starting to get mad now.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... it's just, this new app came out recently, and I decided to check it out... so cool, these videos are hilarious." Candy said, turning the phone so her sister could see it.

Beth turned her eyes down to it, seeing what looked like a cartoon comedy sketch playing out on the screen, an idiotic looking man and his dog, one chasing the other.

"Yeah, wow, I'm going to need stitches for my busted sides." Beth said, not amused at all.

Something caught her eye however, when the man struck the dog with the hammer, a large cartoonish BONK flashed over the screen, but she had glimpsed something more than that for just the briefest of moments... an image of a large black penis. She was almost positive she had just seen it, but it had come and gone so fast, doubt was also lingering in her mind.

"Did you see that?" Beth asked, abruptly grabbing her sisters phone and trying to roll the video back, "Does this thing rewind?"

"No, they're like shorts or something, you just have to play it again from the beginning. Here, give me my phone back." Candy said, thrusting her hand out.

Beth hesitated for a second, but set the phone back in her sister's hand, feeling a little unsure about what had just happened.

"What did you say this app is called?" Beth said, concerned something might be up.

"Oh, it's called HypNoz, you should totally check it out." Candy said, finally getting out of the car.

"Yeah, I might." Beth said, taking her sister's place, and watching her throw the apron on and head into the shack.

Beth didn't have a one track mind, handling the other things she needed to do when she got back, putting some work in on her term paper, and getting a shower to remove the smell of grease and sweat from skin. Once she was done however, she decided to spare a few moments to learn more about the app that had entranced her sister so much. The app store didn't have too much to say, but it was highly rated and recommended despite having only been out for a short while, the listing merely highlighting the fun and wacky videos you could post, or watch, anytime you wanted. It was released by a company called "Noir Entertainment", which had no other posted apps or programs, seemingly hitting it big on their first endeavor. So, she downloaded it herself, feeling compelled to make sure there wasn't something odd going on, a feeling she just couldn't shake.

She entered the usual slew of information; creating a user name, saying if she was male or female, verifying she was over 18 and allowed to agree to the terms of use; finally logging on and checking out what was on offer. Scrolling through, it was just the usual stuff, like YouTube shorts, but more punchy and ridiculous. A lot of home made videos, or lite animations by amateur producers, but nothing too weird. She decided she needed to go back to the original video, so she texted Candy for the name of the sketch.

"Candy, that video earlier with the dog, what was it called?"

"Dripper and Dodge." Candy texted back shortly after, "You get it?"

"Yeah, wanted to check it out."

"So cool, these videos are hilarious. Been watching all day :)" Candy shot back.

Beth paused for a moment, feeling vaguely aware that Candy had used those exact same words earlier, but shaking it off and assuming she was just remembering it wrong. She chastised herself for being so paranoid, looking up the video's for Dripper and Dodge, unsure which one had been the one she had seen, so she started at the beginning. It wasn't the same one unfortunately, but she noticed something else in nearly the same fashion. It wasn't punctuated by any particular scene or anything, but she had been almost positive once again that the screen had flashed another picture of a large black dick, this time with cum dripping from the end, and the word "SUCK", for just a fraction of second. She fumbled with her phone, forgetting she couldn't rewind, and instead just starting the video over again. She watched intently, hoping to catch a glimpse again to settle the matter in her mind, but it either happened too fast, or didn't happen at all, because she came up empty handed.

"Fuck, I swear I saw something." she said, deciding to switch to a different channel.

This time, it was a video of some young adults talking about making specialized candy at home, and showing you how to do it yourself. Again, nothing special in terms of content, but there was a sudden flash, this time with a large black cock imposed over the picture of a nude white woman with a swollen and clearly pregnant belly, the word "BREED" appearing over it.

"NO, THERE, RIGHT THERE!" Beth shouted to her own empty room, immediately stopping the video to start it from the beginning.

But she watched it again all the way up to that point and past... and nothing. No images, no words, just a silly young couple making home made candy.

"What the fuck? Seriously, am I going crazy?" Beth asked herself, deciding to wait and talk to Candy the moment she got off work.

Unlike her sister, Beth was right on time to pick Candy up, collecting her quickly and starting on their way home in short order, not wasting a moment inquiring about what she'd seen.

"Candy, let me ask you something... you've been using that app all day, right?"

"Yeah, it's so cool, these videos are hilarious." Candy said, the words echoing in Beth's brain.

"Why do you keep saying that?" Beth said, starting to seriously worry.

"Saying what?" Candy shot back, looking a little confused.

"That... never mind." Beth said, deciding to cross that bridge later, "Have you seen anything funny on there? No, not "funny" as in, hilarious, but "funny" as in unusual."

"I don't understand what you're trying to ask." Candy said, eyeing her suspiciously, before turning back to her phone.

"LIke... sex stuff. Pictures of dicks and words, you know?" Beth said, feeling a little embarrassed at even asking.

"What? What are you even talking about, it's just user content... what the heck have you been watching?" Candy said, turning and giving her an incredulous look.

"N... nothing, I'm being stupid, I don't know." Beth said, knowing she had to get to the bottom of it.

They drove the rest of the way home in relative silence, Candy laughing in fits as she watched videos the entire rest of the trip, the two girls piling out and heading back into their family home. They both worked in shifts, their parents seeing them come and go, occasionally checking in, but for the most part, everyone was too wrapped up in their own thing these days, so the girls made their way back to their bedrooms, and settled in for the evening. Beth was hesitant to use it again, but she absolutely had to know if something strange was going on, either on the app or in her brain, so she booted it back up, and rolled through the trending page. "Killer Backflip Off Bridge" the top video promoted, and so she hit play, bracing herself for anything.

Candy hadn't noticed anything at all, which was the designers intent, the frequency of subliminal images increasing with her watch time. She had been exposed to dozens of pictures of black cocks, thick, powerful, semen bursting from the tips, words like YUM, SUCK, SWALLOW, and LOVE paired along side them. Images of white women being impregnated, with similar hidden buzzwords like BREED, FUCK, and YOUR DUTY flashing before her eyes. They weren't the only messages, others making sure she stayed placid, imprinting the idea of the videos just being cool and hilarious, the sort of vague nonsense one might say to get someone else to watch. During the latest video she had on her screen, it was flat out interrupted, the sudden flashing increased in tempo, swirling images making her focus entirely on the screen, and somehow lose all other focus at the same time, her mind in a complete trance.

Then came the rapid barrage of messaging. SUCK, FUCK, BREED BLACK. BLACK IS BETTER. GIVE YOURSELF TO BLACK MEN. SPREAD YOUR LEGS. ONLY BLACK. WHITE IS CANCER. GET PREGNANT. HAVE NO THOUGHTS. YOU LOVE CUM. YOU ARE A SLUT. BLACK ONLY. NO MORE WHITE BABIES. All of it accompanied by hundreds of rapid fire images of black dicks stuffed in white mouths, asses, pussies, round white bellies filled with black babies, black babies feeding from white breasts, images of black soldiers killing white ones in combat, white women in chains, a happy looking image of a black man surrounded by nude servile white women on their knees contrasted against the lower half which depicted a mass grave filled with dead white men. Had she been in her right mind, she would have horrified, but she didn't think a thing. She just got reprogrammed more and more with every flash, before it cut off, and resumed playing her video, her slack face turning right back to a happy one as she watched on.

Meanwhile, Beth watched the video of the backflip, and in fairness, it was pretty cool. She decided she was just being ridiculous, she couldn't have seen all that stuff she thought she did, that would be crazy, right? So, she switched off to some of the other top trending, laughing along with the hilarious antics of whatever the people were doing, the programming finally taking hold of her as well. She had watched hours before she even realized it, the clock nearly pushing midnight.

"Holy cow... how long did... I, uh..." Beth started, unsure what to think about the situation, her mind turning back to feeling good at having watched all those funny videos.

When she slept, she dreamt, intense sexual dreams, her young white body being used by strong and superior black men. She could feel them, dominating her pussy, her legs spread wide as not one, but dozens of black men took a turn with her, shooting semen wherever they pleased, her smiling face dripping with African DNA. She pictured herself serving on her knees, her sister beside her, equally nude, their mouths working a large dark cock in tandem. Both of them getting pregnant together, raising black children, once again, not one, but as many as they could possibly conceive, their bodies practically factories for producing new black lives. It was blissful, euphoric, and beautiful, making her waking moment one of confused disappointment.

"What!?" Beth said, sitting up suddenly, "Where is..." but the thought trailed off.

She was slick with sweat, her vagina wet and tingling with the last vestiges of an orgasm lingering over her. She frantically grabbed her phone, checking the time, and seeing it was only 6am, not nearly time to be up yet. She sighed in relief, immediately switching the HypNoz app back on, watching some more cool and hilarious content until she fell back asleep. By the time she had gotten up, Candy had already risen and gotten in the shower.

Candy had been overwhelmed by the need to masturbate that morning, vigorously rubbing herself before switching the shower head to pulse, and letting it join in on the action. This wasn't normal for her, but she didn't think, she just pleasured herself, the closest thing to a thought images of powerful black dicks taking her from every direction. She climaxed hard, doing her best to bury her moans into a wet rag, her body shaking and trembling as the water rushed over her.

Beth was under the same spell, ensuring her door was locked, before producing the small vibrator she kept hidden in her dresser and laying back on her bed with her legs spread. She worked her pussy, massaging her clitoris, and dipping it inside herself, the images of last nights dreams still working their way through her. Fat black dicks pumping load after load into her, putting her on her knees, making her suck and swallow, cum splashing over her small white body from her head down to her toes. Much like her sister, she buried her screams of ecstasy into a pillow, her toes curling hard and her legs shaking as she finally squirted all over her bedspread.

The girls spent much of the morning watching more content, their brains being erased and reprogrammed with every passing second. Beth's video watching was interrupted by the nagging alarm that told her it was time for work, and she hesitantly went and grabbed her sister, pulling her away from her screen long enough to drive her there. But, they didn't actually make it to work on time. Driving down the usual main road that took them to their place of employment, they spotted the now irresistible sight of an older black man walking to the bus stop. Candy pulled over, rolling her window down and calling over to him.

"Sir, can we give you a ride somewhere?" she said, beaming with niceness, and dripping with sexual energy.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." he said, completely unaware of either HypNoz, or to the further extent, Noir Labs, and their efforts to make his world a much happier place.

So, he climbed into the back, Beth slipping from the passenger side to join him.

"Hi." she said, shamelessly flirting with her sparkling green eyes.

"Uh, hey..." he said, a little unsure of what was transpiring.

Beth didn't say a word, simply glancing down at his groin, before giving him a knowing look and a grin, reaching down and unzipping his pants.

"Oh, I didn't know this was... okay." he said, deciding to just go along for the ride.

Beth scooped his thick black cock from out of his pants, stroking it reverently with her small white hand, cradling his large black balls with her other. The mush that used to be her brains knew exactly what to do, lowering her head and wrapping her lips around the head, taking him in with deep slow swallows. Candy for her part, craned the rearview mirror to watch what was transpiring, her pussy getting so wet, it soaked clean through her jeans before she was able to find a place to park and join her sister in the back. She attacked him from the other side, their lips lightly meeting as they worked him from both sides of his cock, each girl switching to using their hands as they went low, and put each of his testicles in their respective mouths.

"Ohhhh... well hot damn." the greying older black man said, enjoying every hot wet breath coming from the two white teens sucking and stroking his cock.

The girls themselves didn't think anything at all, they merely acted, their hands darting directly into their pants, fingering themselves furiously as they worked his black shaft with their mouths, sharing his pleasure. Before long, he was ready to cum, his body tensing in the throws of orgasm. Beth and Candy practically fought, their eager mouths aching for his cum, as he unloaded first in Candy, then her sister, both of them swallowing with a deep sense of satisfaction, their own orgasms forgotten for now.

"Whew, you girls are... you are somethin' else." he said, feeling more young and alive than he had in ages.

"Did you like that, daddy?" Candy said, sliding up seductively on him.

"Anything for you, black daddy." Beth said, sounding very uncharacteristically slutty.

"We should uh... we should maybe go somewhere more private I guess, right?" he said, wondering if this was meant to continue.

"No, I'll do it right here." Beth said, kicking her shoes off, and starting to pull her pants down.

"Fuck me, fuck me right in my little white pussy, daddy." Candy said, yanking her own pants down.

"OH DAMN." was the best he could muster, more than shocked at today's turn of events.

Each girl took their turn, Beth straddling him reverse cowgirl, doing all the work for him as she slammed her tight white pussy down on his thick black dick, bracing her hands on the sides of the two front seats as she came hard, creaming all over his dark cock before he exploded once more, filling her raw, unprotected pussy with his thick discharge. Candy practically pushed her off, straddling him in the more traditional cowgirl style, not giving him a single moment of respite (not that he wanted or needed it, especially now). She rode him fast, whipping he shirt off and letting him suck her perky pink nipples as she embraced him, her hips working him with depraved enthusiasm until he couldn't take anymore, unloading for the third time, sending Candy over the edge into her own orasm, falling back, her naked torse wedged between the seats. The older black man sat his face flush with sweat, a grin unlike anything he had expressed in years, before he worked up the ability to say,
<hr pg="2" />"Is this like... one of them fake taxi deals?"

Neither Beth or Candy understood the reference, but they gave him calm reassurances, driving him back to his home and letting him out like a couple of professional chauffeurs.

"Thank you girls for... well damn, for everything. You be good now." he said, with a wave and smile, before trudging back into the home that he shared with his wife, with a story he couldn't possible tell her, though he very much intended to tell everyone else.

Beth and Candy watched him go, almost desperately sad they couldn't follow him home and continue serving him, but they had enough mental capacity to continue their journey to work, knowing somewhere that that was what they were supposed to do. Pulling up, Beth started to get out of the car when John, the co-owner, came storming over, annoyed at having to run his own business that morning thus far.

"Beth, this is completely unacceptable, do you have any idea what time it is?" he barked, his voice dry and tired.

Beth stared at him for a moment with a mix of confusion, her head being more a mess than usual, and revulsion, as she had been programmed quite recently to despise his combined skin tone and gender.

"I'd say it's probably half past a decade since you should have died." Beth said, her normal flippancy turned cruel.

"What..?" John said, his face turning red, "How dare you speak to me like that, you little shit."

"Why don't you go drink yourself to death, you fuckin' dinosaur." Candy said, joining in with her sister, "The future doesn't belong to you anymore."

John wasn't sure what that last part was supposed to mean, but he was plenty pissed off, throwing a finger up and storming over to them.

"I swear, if it wasn't for..." he started, but was abruptly cut off.

"Hey, back off old man." Another man suddenly cut in, moving between him and the girls.

He had simply been a laborer out doing his normal work when he happened upon the scene unfolding in front of him. He didn't know what had started it all, but he wasn't about to let the man either intimidate or harm the two girls in front of him. Unbeknownst to him, he was also just the right ethnicity for Beth and Candy, who were already completely aroused just seeing him, and more than willing to give themselves to him without reservation.

"Mind your business, you piece of shit, this doesn't concern you." John said, his anger clearly getting the better of him.

"It's about to concern me a whole fucking lot, now back the fuck off, before you do something even more stupid." the laborer said, standing up straight, his chest puffed out.

Beth and Candy were both getting wet, rapidly. The sight of the conflict, the strong black man in front of them, it was everything they had been programmed to adore. John, having lost more than a few brain cells during his drinking years, didn't know when to back down, and instead jammed a finger directly against the young black man's chest, which prompted a violent physical response, sending a hard right hook directly into John's old, white face. He fumbled backwards knocking over his chip stand, slumping against the front of the shack, his nose bleeding profusely. The sight of this, was more than enough for the two girls to completely lose it, both of them rushing to their savior and master, clutching to either side of him, their white hands practically meeting on his chest.

"That was amazing." Beth said, practically panting.

"YOU'RE amazing." Candy said, her eyes full of lust.

"I warned him." the man said, still tense.

"You did, you did everything right." Beth said, her pussy aching for his black dick.

Candy, who had been under programming even longer simply cut to the chase.

"Fuck me. Right now, I want you inside me." she said, turning his face towards hers gently.

"Me too." Beth quickly added. "Anywhere you want, let's go."

The young laborer was shocked, but not planning on second guessing this at all, throwing his arms around both the girls and heading back to his truck to take them back to his meager apartment. Sure, he would miss work for the day, but he would instead gain two fresh face white girls, eager to fuck, suck, bear his children, and serve him in every way possible. All it took was a few hours a day enjoying their HypNoz to keep them docile, subservient, and more than ready to serve the black master race. Their ambitions forgotten, their personalities pointless, their only purpose to serve their betters with their bodies like good little slaves.

The good folks at Noir Labs worked tirelessly and on all manner of fronts to corrupt, enslave, degrade and eventually breed out the white race, and it was working, one project at a time.

